I gave what I thought was a nice little speech where I told him that even though Santa was not real, the magic of Christmas is, and the idea of Santa helps us remember the true spirit of Christmas, that of loving and giving. I then mentally patted myself on the back for handling this situation so smoothly.
Without a pause, Harrison said, "Mom, Santa IS real. Remember when I heard the reindeer on the roof?"
It's so nice to know that Santa lives on at our house. Enjoy the magic...
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Very Sweet..
We have one believer and one non believer in our house...but at least the non believer loves the magic of Christmas~
Merry Christmas :)
What do you mean there is no Santa? You and mom have been lying to me for years.
Wow - You DID handle it very nicely. I think I might have to write that one down for when Ella gets of age. :o) But the best part is that he chose (or not) to still believe.
Well, it looks he has to start convincing you these days. Smart boy.
Good try, Megan. He didn't fall for that!! Too funny! Love the picture.
(yeah, still catching up on blogs from the holidays)
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